Dust and Ember Song

Chapter 133

Since you admit defeat, then submit yourself to this deity, who will find you a good job in the devil world.Yong Heng's brows were deeply pleased, it seems that the East China Sea Giant Spirit Stone Sword is really extraordinary, its sharp edge can dissipate divine power, enough to kill.

The god said with a smile, do you know why I lost to you in this round?

Yong Heng sneered, "If you lose, you lose. Relying on your own status as a Celestial Clan, you can save face with a little sophistry?"
Winning or losing is the most important thing in your eyes, but to me, it's just mediocre.

He couldn't bear the high and superior words of the gods, and the contempt that saw through everything in the world.Looking at the sword, the blade he thrust out immediately cut through the god's protective barrier, but suddenly stopped between his eyebrows, unable to control him anymore.

Don't you know why I lost a game to you... The god swayed the silver fir lightly in his palm, and the sword that Yong Heng had spent ten years of hard work crafting from the giant spirit stone of the East China Sea actually turned the blade of the sword between his confidants, only Half an inch away from him.

Seeing that Yongheng tried his best to resist the sword cutting his body, the deity showed a trace of seriousness and compassion.In fact, he has always been gentle and indifferent, and never shows his majesty easily. As the supreme god of heaven, he only needs to obey the orders of the great ancestor of the wild.Such dignity and power have already made him lose all the fun of being a human being.

The people of the Celestial Clan and the mortals are all human beings at their root, and both are creations of heaven and earth.The so-called animism, the Celestial Clan just has an extra lifespan, immortal soul, but is there any difference between the 100 years of mortals and the 1 years of the Celestial Clan?

The difference is not only the length of life, but also the love wherever the eyes can see, the joy of being content with the years.

Yuantian Shenzun threw out the silver fir, and like a stream of water, it entangled the East Sea Giant Spirit Sword that wanted to take Yongheng's life.The stone sword, which was obviously extremely tough and sharp, was surrounded by a touch of green like a sluggish, unable to move.

Shocked, he confessed his guilt and introspected himself, underestimated the magic power of the heavenly beings, and had to admit that he was the same as Pu'an Shenjun Buzhou.

But in ten years, more than a thousand efforts have been made.Even if the heart-killing Gu worm can't hurt the people of the Celestial Clan, even if the East Sea giant spirit stone sword made with top-secret magic is useless, even if he will die without a place to bury...

The loss of his beloved has nourished hatred and darkness, making him no longer able to easily control his heart.So what if he is the supreme being in the demon world, watching his wife die tragically, at this moment, he thought of dying for love.

Clenching his fists and beating his own heart, which was born in response to the induction of Tianlei, Yongheng felt that the blood in his body was about to burn his tendons.After roaring a few times, he half-kneeled on the ground, covered in black and vermilion mist, really terrifying.

With one blow, the mountains and seas are flooded, the sun and the moon are in the same sky, and he will not forget this ambition; the second strike, life and death will be thrown away, and ashes will be wiped out, but he will not betray this ambition; With tears, this resolute oath, dare not forget, never forget.

Your resentment is too heavy, and so are your sins... You know, living like this will not end well.The deity retracted the green and silver fir branch, and the unfettered Eastern Sea giant spirit stone sword suddenly shattered and shattered into flying smoke.

Get up, fight again, for Ming Ruzhi.No matter what the result is today, it is destiny.

The emerald cedar is like a daisy, and after some changes, it becomes the green jade hairpin on the hair of the deity.I don't use magic tools, but just try spells. I hope that after this battle, you will wake up to the grievances and grievances in the world, black and white are impermanent, and keeping your heart is eternal.

He punched the god directly, but only a hair of his hair was floating, and then he tried to grab his golden robe, but was severely cut by the edge of the robe like a knife.In this game, he lost, and what was ridiculous was that he lost to a fairy robe.

I lost the first round to you because I thought you were the supreme being in the demon world and had the merits of stabilizing one side.The deity used spells to eliminate the Jinchen Huapao that hurt people, and didn't care that the Huapao was a symbol of the supreme glory of the heavens, and he didn't care that the plain clothes under the robe were slightly shabby.

In the second round, you lost. You lost because you were too hostile and had too many flaws, making it difficult for you to defeat my skills.

Yong Heng pressed his lungs, and the gurgling blood stained his splendid clothes.Come again!Come again!There is one more game!He held his breath, controlled his thoughts, and transformed the blood in his heart into the magic flame in his palm... At this moment, he has entered his own magic barrier.

Unexpectedly, Yuantian Shenzun did not hesitate to release the blood of the demon spirit by destroying himself.

Wisps of strange flames burned in front of the eyes of the god, and he clasped his palms together to meditate, and the spell made the magic flames gradually extinguish.It's just that the source of the magic flame has too much resentment, and if his technique is to be fully effective, there must be a backlash. In this way, he staggered a few steps and stabilized his mind.

Now that all the spells have been used, it can't do anything to Yuantian Shenzun, and it also caused a lot of demon blood in his heart to bleed, hurting the root.He finally couldn't hold it anymore, and sat on the ground, dying.In the last game, he lost again, a complete defeat.

After he woke up for a moment, the god said, you are sorry for the result of one victory in three rounds.

He no longer stared fiercely at Yuan Tian Shenzun, but calmly, what a pity, I can abandon everything and do what I intend to do today to occupy the heaven, so why should I care.

It is your good luck and your honor that you can get the destiny induction. Remember not to release the blood of the demon spirit in your heart in the future to cast magic flames to defend against the enemy.The deity handed him the jade hairpin that had turned into a green and silver fir, and he was calm and composed. There was no grievance between us.

let me go?Yongheng thought that Yuantian Shenzun would arrest him and return him to heaven according to the law of heaven, or execute him on the spot.

The holy ancestor knew your grievances, and he had already understood your plan. The god paused, and then said, he didn't want the demon world to lose a leader like you.

Yongheng said with a sneer that the power of balancing the five realms is not benevolent.

As if belatedly aware, his questioning tone is aware of my grievances?What grievances!He let go of the silver fir in his hand, grabbed the skirt of the god's clothes, and roared, tell me quickly, what does he know!
If you only came here with the ambition to dominate the heavens, do you think you can go back alive...

When it happened in Xinyiwu, the ancestor knew who suffered and who would not be favored.So, I came to fight you today, but I didn't let Tianwei directly arrest you and put you in prison, you will be tried and tortured, and you will not die well.

It was as if someone had glimpsed into the deepest secret in my heart, only tears were mottled.He wanted to ask something else, as long as it was about Xin Yi, but he was choked up and speechless.

No one is the best and no one is the worst, and if you don't think balance is kindness, you are not at the peak.

The deity picked up the silver fir, and today's matter is over, and the past is ignored, but in the future... It's hard to say, it's hard to say...

Since this silver fir is your treasure, why give it to me, an irrelevant person.Holding the green in his hand, he couldn't help but wonder.

I have said that whether it is a sword or a silver fir, it can be controlled by people's hearts. To whom it is a sharp weapon, to whom it is a treasure, and to whom it is a mountain of wild green...True and false, both reality and illusion, like a dream but not a dream... …

He was seriously injured, and couldn't distinguish Yinshan's true face, he just thought it was just a kind of blindfold, a high-level illusion.

Go away, this heaven is not a place for you to stay for a long time.The deity smiled inscrutablely.

This smile makes Yong Heng's hair stand on end.Indeed, at this time, his heart was hurt, and his mind was hurt. If he stayed here again, firstly, he would not be able to get treatment, and secondly, if the Heavenly Court regretted letting him go, he could only be arrested without a fight.

He put the silver fir in his sleeve, and quickly descended to the realm like fleeing.In the depths of the cloud is his blood energy from the devil world.

(End of this chapter)